In the living room, Xue Wan lifted her top, revealing a slender waist with a belly button adorned by a stigmata piercing that resembled a ruby.
Having grown accustod to having her belly button seen and touched by her younger brother, Xue Wan expressed no shyness at the mont, speaking with a normal expression,
"In half a month, my Mutation Rate has already reached nearly 20%..."
"It probably really is like you said, because there's a way to resolve the mutation, I relaxed ntally and neglected to resist the erosion of Divine Power..."
Xue Jing reached out and touched her stigmata.
[Divine Substance detected, absorbing Divinity...]
Looking at the ssage that popped up on the panel, Xue Jing thought for a mont and then said,
"The increase is not much different from last ti, there's no sign of it accelerating, don't worry, just let touch it every ten days or so."
Feeling the warmth of her brother's fingers, Xue Wan softly acknowledged with a sound.
Zong Shichan curiously asked from the side, "Master, Auntie, what are you doing?"
For so reason, Xue Wan had the little girl switch to calling her aunt, saying that since a master is like a father, and Jing is your father, it makes sense to call the father's sister aunt.
But Xue Jing always felt she sowhat wanted to cosplay as Little Dragon Maiden.
"Why do you ask so many questions, kid? Go play on the side."
Xue Jing waved his hand at Zong Shichan.
The little girl pouted and walked over to sit on the couch, gently and carefully stroking Miao Miao, who was sleeping next to her.
A while later,
[Divine Absorption complete]
[Divinity held: 4178]
Xue Jing glanced at the amount of Divinity on the panel, did so calculations, and figured he had gained just over six hundred points of Divinity.
"Last ti I absorbed from you, Sis, your Mutation Rate was just over 10%, and gained around three hundred points."
"Now around 20% is six hundred...is it three hundred per 10%?"
Xue Jing pondered thoughtfully.
"No, it shouldn't simply be calculated like this..."
He shook his head and, in a rather good mood, playfully slapped Xue Wan's abdon.
"Pa pa—"
Xue Wan jumped, quickly let go of her top, and exclaid, "What are you doing?"
Xue Jing cheerfully laughed, "Nothing... just thinking, you really are beautiful, Sis."
Having absorbed roughly 1600 points of Divinity from his own sister three tis already, and foreseeing more in the future,
at this mont, his sister's appearance, which used to hold no difference from a flower in his eyes, suddenly seed much lovelier, almost vibrantly lush.
Hearing this, however, Xue Wan did not feel pleased but instead covered her chest with both hands, looking wary as she said,
"What are you plotting! Just so you know, I have no money!"
Xue Jing smiled, about to speak, when suddenly his phone vibrated, receiving a text ssage.
He opened it to see.
[...account ending in 3166 received a transfer of 1,000,000,000 Zhuxia yuan, current balance 1,013,621,575.76 yuan...]
A billion Zhuxia yuan had been deposited.
Even though Xue Jing was already sowhat indifferent about money, his spirit still enhanced at that mont.
This was a billion, and even though the effect wasn't as shocking as seeing physical cash, seeing so many zeros all at once in front of him still made his heart race a bit faster.
"Efficiency is pretty high, it arrived today... and they didn't take a di in taxes, truly fitting for a governnt grant."
Xue Jing mused thoughtfully.
"What's up?" Xue Wan curiously moved closer to look.
At a glance, she saw the string of numbers and imdiately went pale.
"How... how many zeros are there?"
"A scam text?"
She said in disbelief.
Xue Jing smiled, "Guess?"
"..."
After a silent mont, Xue Wan knelt in front of Xue Jing, placing her hands on his knees, lifting her face to look at him with a bright smile, and coquettishly said,
"Officer Jing~~"
"I, I just recently got my driving license~"
Xue Jing readily, "Sure, you're the only sister I've got in this world after all."
Xue Wan's eyes lit up, "Then?"
Xue Jing waved his hand, "A brand-new Wuling Hongguang, we'll pick it up tomorrow."
Xue Wan: "..."
...
The next day at noon.
In the Hidden Dragon Dojo's training room.
Xue Jing skillfully wielded a three-ter-long spear, made entirely of alloy.
For an ordinary person, to wield a weapon effortlessly, its weight should be controlled to less than one percent of their maximum strength.
A knife, when used by a regular soldier, would not weigh more than two pounds.
Those historical records and novels that ntioned weapons weighing dozens or even hundreds of pounds were essentially exaggerations.
Even for the historically recognized strongest individual warrior, despite his strength, the weapon used in sustained battles would never exceed twenty pounds.
There's a huge difference between 'being able to move' and 'moving effortlessly'.
At this mont, the specially customized, nearly ninety-pound alloy spear in Xue Jing's hands felt as light as if it were made of plastic.
Stab, lift, cleave, deflect, burst, thrust... Every fundantal spear maneuver he perford was exquisitely light, with not a tremor in his palms, perfectly stable.
He hasn't tested his current Qi Force for a long ti now.
His basic Punch Force might have reached ten tons, twenty tons, or perhaps even thirty tons.
There is no equipnt now capable of asuring it, as those in the Dojo would be destroyed by a single punch from him.
In any case, describing the ninety-pound spear in his hands as weightless would be apt.
"Whoosh— Huff—"
The training room was filled with the whooshing sounds, as Xue Jing's understanding and skill with the spear visibly improved with each sweep.
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